Character Sheet for Fuzzy Moordock
With a grey coat bordering on silver, this young wolf isn't terribly remarkable like many of his friends. A femmy stature with a generally low-fat structure, but still enough muscle power to be fast and agile.
Fuzzy is a nomad, and liked to travel - at least, that used to be so. Nowadays he likes to stay with a group of relatively close-knit friends and family, using his spare time to write and make people happy. He's traded in the nomadic lifestyle for one of comfort and relative ease.
He spends much of his free time practicing with his weapons - a throwing knife and a quarter staff - and writing, at least in between therapeutic sessions for his friends. Although he likes to think of himself as a young, wide-eyed and mischievous boy, he admits that more often than not the troubles of the world become overbearing.
Between acting cute and spontaneously going for runs, he likes to have as much time relaxing as possible and is quite the 'me' person. A few years ago he was the life of the party, and now his kind of party is one you can spend alone with a bucket of snacks and an endless marathon of Netflix... that, or watching the stars. His favourite time of day is when it dies into night.
Likes: Nature, sparring, generally therapeutic physical activities, making porn, speaking on philosophical topics, being appreciated both for physical attributes and mental ones, SCIENCE!, gadgetry, writing, reading, friendly people and friendlier animals.
Dislikes: Willfully ignorant people (which admittedly is a tad hypocritical), those who reject sound science, scat, doobily bop dop chow, hypocrisy., that weird green ketchup.
A long time ago in a chatroom far, far away...
It was Yiffstar chat rooms, as a matter of fact, before the site was renamed Sofurry and the chat rooms were lost forever. Of the few things I remember, and even fewer than that with which I do so fondly, that is one of my favourites. They each had a special title, description and feel to them. It was utterly unique - often you will see fresh or familiar faces wandering through them, looking for fun, friends or fur to fuck. That's where I was first prompted to make my own furry presence, and I did so carefully.
He was my creation. I built him, from the bone marrow outward - his flesh, fur and feelings were all carefully calobrated to exactly as I wished to show myself. Soon after diving tail-first into the furry world, I discovered just how typical and same-y it was to have a wolf as my 'sona. I didn't care, and niether did he.
He claimed friends, went on adventures with them and eventually fell in love. Although that may happen more often than just then, I had also fallen in love with him. My creation, my fabricated furry friend was exactly as I wished him to be; nothing more, nothing less.
A few years (about, say, five or seven) passed and I lost touch with many of my roleplaying friends.
Recently, I have revived that love. Fuzzy was reborn; both in personality and in body. His physical attributes remain the same, besides the clothes and some of his ... ahem, previous attire. His personality has changed to more accurately represent that of his owner, and he is generally a little less slutty, which I think is to the benefit of everybody.
...Hey, I said a LITTLE less slutty.
Brother I don't remember the profile of: Giovanni
Most often he's set in a naturalistic world, such as woodland and creeks with an affinity for beaches on occasion. Due to the availability of these areas in many, many times and universes, he is at home anywhere he happens to be. Still sticks with his staff, though.
--"What're ya gonna do with that?" The gun-toting mech-soldier asked, nodding to the staff. "Poke 'em with it?" --
Two studded ear... studs are the most he comes to jewelry, and only recently has he started wearing clothes; mostly jeans, or jean shorts, arm warmers and hoodies. What? I FILLED OUT TWO THINGS ON BODY APPEARANCE I AM NOT DOING CLOTHING IN A SEPARATE GODDAMN SECTION
A small throwing knife (a recent gift from a friend), the aforementioned ear studs and a quarter staff. Both of these are often kept on his body belt.
Unseen, he also has a small arsenal of ... personal equipment. For a list of these, see "Kinks".